I could write a song about things About the oddest living beings The simple strumming of a string All the glories and the sins I could describe and criticize Put it in a song and vocalize Talk about people I come by Write about what I keep inside But I'm so tongue-tied At a loss for words And I try… Metaphors caught up in lines That can't sum up What I feel inside I could define and emphasize Put it in a song and vocalize Talk about places I come by Write about what I feel inside But speaking up my mind About all of you is a lie You're the rarest good You're the rarest good I could find